Isabella had been in love with Nate, the heir to a Mafia family, for three years. Every night, she had to cling to him and be intimate with him before she could fall asleep. One day, however, a stream of translucent bullet-screen comments suddenly floated before her eyes—comments saying that Nate actually detested her touch, that his true love, Alyssa, was about to appear, and that Isabella would be cruelly abandoned.
Half-believing and half-doubting, Isabella could not help but notice the details: Nate never initiated intimacy, accepted the plush rabbit Alyssa gave him without hesitation, and even said, "Maybe we should just break up." Heartbroken and disillusioned, she went to pick up the engagement ring she had secretly commissioned, intending to leave for good. But Nate chased after her in the rain, brought her home, and questioned her fiercely. In the end, to her astonishment, he knelt on the bed and proposed to her.
The next day, they were invited to a wedding—the bride was none other than Alyssa. It turned out that Alyssa had had a childhood sweetheart all along, and the comments had been lies from beginning to end. Once the misunderstanding was cleared up, Isabella finally understood: Nate's love had never been absent; it had simply been hidden too deeply.